tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3158004667034142632011-11-27T18:05:16.964-07:00Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03386618485735548071noreply@blogger.comBlogger4331100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-31651609980240340832010-06-23T18:54:00.001-06:002010-06-23T18:55:20.499-06:00

New blog now at: www.jenniferannphotos.blogspot.com

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03386618485735548071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-38232190766774319312010-04-22T11:38:00.001-06:002010-05-02T19:36:07.225-06:00

I made it to Seattle just fine, aside from white-knuckle driving conditions the first two days of my trip. High winds + towing a trailer = nervous driver. We had gusts up to 40-50mph, and consequently, I couldn't go over 55 most of the drive, until I hit midstate Idaho, where calmer weather prevailed. I haven't seen much of Seattle region yet. Today is really the first day I've had nothing to do

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-63639483103387805602010-04-12T10:08:00.001-06:002010-04-12T10:08:24.693-06:00

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-52415448173109450542010-04-09T16:54:00.001-06:002010-04-09T16:55:34.694-06:00

I'm moving to Seattle metro area. I prefer to be closer to Seattle proper, but I had a tough time finding an apartment that allowed "large dogs." The definition of a large dog? A dog 25 lbs and up. Cue massive eyerolling. I'm sure I would've found something eventually if I had more time and was already up there. But I'm not...this apartment complex, one of the few that allows large dogs, will

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-54885258869488130052010-04-03T12:28:00.001-06:002010-04-06T14:51:57.296-06:00

I haven't posted pictures because between getting ready to move and my parents visiting (read: staying with me) for my nephew's birthday, I've been fairly busy.

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-73817977305792202662010-03-26T14:52:00.002-06:002010-03-26T14:52:58.778-06:00

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-83107538842442816942010-03-22T16:42:00.000-06:002010-03-22T16:42:30.788-06:00

"Póg mo thóin" of course! Another macro image. When the novelty wears off, Mondays will return to its usual programming, which is spotty postings of random images.

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-63687384317828315192010-03-19T14:40:00.001-06:002010-03-19T14:47:23.466-06:00

On the last day of Winter, I chose to exercise my privilege as the foodlady to torture Apollo. Don't be fooled by these pictures, he was NOT happy about having to wear goggles and boots. Last year, it snowed here in Denver in April. And it snowed on the last day of Summer. Since September, we've had about 60 inches of snow. And the weather guys are saying we could get up to 18 inches today. I

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-91597095025384463262010-03-17T11:31:00.001-06:002010-03-17T11:33:36.981-06:00

And took pictures while I was there. Here's one from my trip. And yes, it was cold! I'm having entirely too much fun with the macro setup.

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-13358837119145260552010-03-15T07:03:00.000-06:002010-03-14T19:53:58.856-06:00

A few months ago I got a hankering to do some macro shots, but I didn't want to put a lot of money into a new lens that I'd use only occasionally because I have an eye on a pricey $10,000 camera - it hasn't even been released in the States yet. Expensive tastes. Anyway. I did some poking around and discovered that there are some very cheap workarounds called extension tubes. They range from $10

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-14887597937676603132010-03-12T16:03:00.000-07:002010-03-12T16:03:29.521-07:00

In 70s vibe giving me the stinkeye

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-44744069510271119172010-03-05T14:46:00.000-07:002010-03-05T14:46:38.989-07:00

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-79078376155150448062010-02-25T19:26:00.000-07:002010-02-25T19:26:19.341-07:00

Someone contacted me asking how I set up the shot yesterday. Seeing as it's snowing, roads are bad, and I'm trying to distract myself from the irresistible urge of going to get beer to go with my very delicious made-from-scratch tacos, and I have no problem sharing my secrets of the trade, unlike some... Here's my setup. Ingredients: Black backdrop, table, four egg cartons, a now-broken piece of

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-60713314362244520842010-02-24T19:55:00.000-07:002010-02-24T19:55:36.980-07:00

I've been toying with this idea for awhile, ever since I saw a similar concept elsewhere. Now, I was just getting started with experimenting when I inadvertently broke the glass pane that I was using for the surface. Oops. I need to get some plexiglass. I still had a few ideas to try before picking the final version. But seeing as my shoot was cut short due to "technical difficulties"...here's

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-78832069454995921652010-02-24T11:30:00.001-07:002010-02-24T11:30:37.336-07:00

did Kamikaze pilots wear helmets?

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-5609051999418032502010-02-19T15:36:00.000-07:002010-02-19T15:36:50.554-07:00

Actually he was sniffing something in the air. You can see by how his nose is sorta twisted to his left (your right).

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-81254787128863738552010-02-15T17:51:00.002-07:002010-02-15T17:54:12.406-07:00

Needed to update the picture in the blog.

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03386618485735548071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-46506574066423865962010-02-12T16:27:00.017-07:002010-02-12T19:18:35.508-07:00

Apollo is on a diet, and that makes him very blue. Har har, see how I worked that in there? Yeah, seriously, he's on a diet. I took him to the vet last week, and we discovered that he was a shocking 93 pounds. He gained four lbs since his surgery in December. And that's on top of the seven he gained since summer. I did expect some weight gain because it's winter and we're less active especially

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-11264237326153665952010-02-08T21:42:00.000-07:002010-02-08T21:42:41.207-07:00

Needed a decent picture of myself for work purposes. Decided to do this for my Monday Assignment.

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-34582578767542017912010-02-05T15:58:00.000-07:002010-02-05T15:58:11.797-07:00

Catches some airAnd looks good!

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-28500726879305091772010-02-05T08:26:00.001-07:002010-02-05T08:28:12.934-07:00

Friday Apollo will be put up later today. I wanted to post about this before I forget - a good college buddy of mine is on her third, I think, school - career student - and she and her classmates had to make a superbowl commercial parodying Beano. Part of the project is marketing - getting people to view it. So they, in addition to their own marketing endeavours, are asking their families and

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-21981205101298037872010-02-04T09:04:00.000-07:002010-02-04T09:04:05.967-07:00

I pick new color schemes to go with the new photo banner. Figuring out the colors is a bit of a trial and error. But I have a very simple test to determine the final choices. "Does it not make me want to vomit or run away in terror? Y/N"

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-37133822092731613902010-02-01T18:18:00.000-07:002010-02-01T18:18:13.417-07:00

Between my weekend and today, I didn't think of any ideas for today. What's more, I want to start putting more effort into these photos other than randomly snapping pictures and calling it a day. Which isn't necessarily always what I do, but I admit that sometimes I go about it half-assed.  Keep an eye out next week.

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-22788613079701443162010-01-30T21:40:00.000-07:002010-01-30T21:40:01.750-07:00

For the past 30 days, I've been taking a picture each day. Some are good; some, bad. Most were done at last minute, an hour or two before midnight when I go "Oh crap! I forgot!" My goal in doing this is to force myself to photograph regularly, and to explore new techniques. Some were successful, some weren't. Enjoy. Click on "thumbs up" or "thumbs down" and let me know, or if you want to know

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-89463313250868254312010-01-29T15:26:00.000-07:002010-01-29T15:26:51.041-07:00

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-73700120798325425952010-01-25T16:34:00.003-07:002010-01-25T16:35:08.670-07:00

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-90685453383356082612010-01-22T14:57:00.002-07:002010-01-22T14:57:55.950-07:00

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-37540505423686684132010-01-18T15:20:00.001-07:002010-01-18T15:32:27.363-07:00

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-13894293311651854272010-01-15T15:35:00.001-07:002010-01-15T15:47:21.622-07:00

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-32360681491282394982010-01-11T20:43:00.002-07:002010-01-11T20:43:29.849-07:00

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-69201892642911639952010-01-08T14:40:00.002-07:002010-01-08T14:40:48.463-07:00

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-76386331181199618702010-01-04T16:10:00.000-07:002010-01-04T16:10:31.816-07:00

You are what you eat. What does this make me?

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-46154568084590893102010-01-01T15:18:00.000-07:002010-01-01T15:18:56.636-07:00

Finally! 2010 is here! Hurrah! Pthhh, take that, 2009! Side note: I've been trying to get a "shake" shot of Apollo for a long time. But 9 out of 10 times, I'm not ready for him when he shakes himself off or a toy. Finally! It's a good omen for 2010, right? OK, I'm ready for 2010! Bring it on!

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-85897163233497116042009-12-30T10:45:00.001-07:002009-12-30T11:43:46.530-07:00

Wind turbine cleaner. Seriously. Ok, not really. It's one of the few actual rock-climbing related jobs that I've heard of, and it pays pretty well. However, I'm far too out of shape to consider pursuing it this year. But maybe next...we'll see! I kinda want to get this job, if only to freak people out. I can picture myself at top and texting people. "Guess how high I am now! Ha ha." "Oops, I

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-78623327221983413492009-12-28T16:14:00.000-07:002009-12-28T16:14:35.690-07:00

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-3913512392585162852009-12-25T16:56:00.002-07:002009-12-25T18:04:29.626-07:00

I watched an elephant eat poopy snow. Merry Christmas!

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-4489104317899453002009-12-21T20:37:00.001-07:002009-12-21T20:38:26.213-07:00

What's up with this? Well, because I work out of home, I don't get out much other than to run errands or for an occasional gig. This translates into a boring Jenny who has little to talk about other than inane personal stuff that few people really want to read about other than mommy (Hi, mom!). While I make an exception now and then - case in point: Apollo's recent surgical drama - that isn't

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-66516586233917541772009-12-18T11:44:00.002-07:002009-12-18T11:54:20.163-07:00

Appearances are deceiving. This innocent, confused looking pup is in reality a Franken-dog! See the staples?? (Click the pic for a better view) The incision is about eight inches long. My hand is about eight inches long too, so I put it in shot for comparison. P.S. I am adding a new picture of the day - it'll be dubbed Assignment Monday. Unless I think of something more creative. More on that

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-12445452227773613392009-12-11T14:17:00.006-07:002009-12-11T16:22:47.732-07:00

Bear with me, I vaguely remember what the vet said about Apollo's innards.These two are the first set of the X-rays we took on Monday.The dark gray diagonal area near the upper-middle is the gasSide view - it's on the left. The dark gray intersected by white on right is poop/gas.Closeup. The gas part is the one that looks like a tubey hook. I am not sure what the white blobs to bottom and left is

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-20265024396157369552009-12-10T16:37:00.003-07:002009-12-10T16:43:47.527-07:00

Thursday. Finally.After waiting not so patiently for the vet to call me this morning, she finally called with good news. Apollo could come home! I picked him up this afternoon. He's pretty sore, but is considerably better than presurgery; he was all flirty and playful with the female techs. His to-be scar looks pretty nasty and Frankenstein-ish with the staples.The vet I spoke to said it wasn't

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03386618485735548071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-70062850699563455982009-12-10T08:47:00.001-07:002009-12-10T08:47:00.649-07:00

The surgery went smoothly; however, they didn't find anything. There was no foreign body, nothing suspicious other than the gas bubble and inflammation in sections of the colon. They kept Apollo overnight to monitor him.Wednesday:One of the vets on the case (not Doc) on the case called me that morning and left a message; he had diarrhea overnight, which is good because it means everything's

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-56996647163486845882009-12-09T20:49:00.001-07:002009-12-09T22:16:54.292-07:00

Tuesday:That morning, he didn't seem much better, but didnt' seem worse either. Apollo was very quiet and did not want to budge any more than he absolutely had to. After talking it over with Betty, I decided to come in again to take a third set of x-rays. It showed that the bubble hadn't moved along much.Betty was pretty concerned, and she recommended ultrasound. However, her clinic's ultrasound

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-72654458844929842032009-12-09T13:03:00.003-07:002009-12-09T13:49:14.168-07:00

I try to not make this blog an All-About-Apollo extravaganza, but given the events of past three days, it seems appropriate right now.Short version: Apollo got sick - seriously sick. We don't know what caused it, but it looks like he's on the mend now.Here's the long, drawn out, gory details. Who knows, maybe this will help someone if this happens to their dog.On Sunday morning, I woke to Apollo

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-22862808343934928132009-12-04T13:14:00.001-07:002009-12-04T13:16:44.353-07:00

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-41340733671214320432009-12-03T13:20:00.003-07:002009-12-03T13:24:22.989-07:00

I had a couple people asking me what that pic in the header was. It's my toe! Isn't it pretty?! It actually took me about 20-odd shots before I nailed the one I wanted. It was surprisingly difficult.I wanted a quirky subject, something most definitely unChristmassy, in black and white.Enjoy the Giant Toe for the rest of the month.

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-73601116857526260942009-11-27T16:33:00.000-07:002009-11-27T16:34:27.136-07:00

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-14767784218390005012009-11-24T22:57:00.002-07:002009-11-24T22:58:53.073-07:00

Har har punny.Take a look at this.The Decline: The Geography of a Recession

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-91037542481594596702009-11-24T14:48:00.002-07:002009-11-24T14:49:52.067-07:00

last night for my sister's thanksgiving dinner. It is so good that I think I may need to make a second batch. There is a strong possibility that this batch will be gone before Thursday.

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-14172194714904593852009-11-22T22:31:00.002-07:002009-11-22T22:38:53.872-07:00

I will incorporate the "jazz hands" into conversations. I'll be like..."Hey, I'm deaf!" (Jazz hands!)"[Apollo's] like: 'Hey! Hey mom! Hey! I'm freezing! Haha! I'm freezing my nuts off! If I had nuts, anyway! Hahaha!'" (Jazz hands!)"Someone in New York just googled: 'Mom in underwear.'" (Jazz hands!)"Shingles!" (Jazz hands!)"Happy Thanksgiving!" (Jazz hands!) Hey, I could use that one this week.

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-3806055035128965582009-11-19T15:42:00.003-07:002009-11-19T15:59:22.328-07:00

There's an older woman living in my apartment who is deaf. I've seen her a few times with her daughter who's probably in her 40s, signing away. I've thought about going up to them to introduce myself, but never do. Why not?Well, I can't think of a good way to do it. I mean, going up to them to say, "Hey! I'm deaf, I sign! Let's be friends!" seems lame. That's like one of the hearing folks going

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-6302773725718356912009-11-13T12:07:00.002-07:002009-11-13T13:50:33.864-07:00

No Friday the 13th Apollo. I didn't realize it was Friday the 13th until today.Yes, Apollo is sporting his beloved "flinger" (flexible frisbee) on his head. Why? Just 'cause.Apollo isn't too crazy about puppies/young dogs because they like to nip at him. I don't know why...they just all seem to like grabbing at his coat and if they can reach, at his scruff or jowls. One of my old roommate's young

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-66029214470516852142009-11-11T15:54:00.001-07:002009-11-11T16:01:15.996-07:00

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-43011858541325044212009-11-09T09:23:00.002-07:002009-11-09T09:24:41.697-07:00

Taken at a manmade lake near my place.

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-40487799233090713692009-11-06T11:04:00.002-07:002009-11-06T11:09:37.656-07:00

There almost wasn't a Friday Apollo. Internet went kablooey in a bad way, and I had to run an obstacle course just to get a Comcast technician to come fix it. And it took him 45 minutes to figure it out. Apollo charmed him out of charging me for it. Hurrah for Apollo!

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-20406483362423198832009-11-01T12:45:00.005-07:002009-11-01T12:59:56.390-07:00

Today, it's a beautiful Sunday. The snow, save for a few shaded spots here and there, is gone. Apollo is disappointed, of course. His wonderful new playground has vanished, and who knows if it'll return? I don't mind terribly. It's just warm enough to remind me of the late spring days, when I would spend some time basking in the warming sun. The touch of humidity from the melting snow helps

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-21358536579111359392009-10-30T06:47:00.002-06:002009-10-30T06:47:00.081-06:00

Where I live, in between Denver and the foothills, we got about 20 inches of snow over the past two days. This region was pretty much shut down, and so I had plenty of time to shoot Apollo.I cropped in for some of these pictures so that it's easier to see Apollo.Here he is searching for the "flinger" (a flexible square frisbee).And again. To get anywhere, Apollo had to leap every stride. He

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-26760671381165245512009-10-29T21:45:00.002-06:002009-10-29T21:47:26.246-06:00

Sometimes random keywords will make my blog pop up on search results.Someone in New York just googled: "Mom in underwear."Dude (dudette?), time for therapy.

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-64196206042662488462009-10-27T14:38:00.002-06:002009-10-27T14:45:21.458-06:00

Love or hate? Let me know!I'm not too crazy about the corner fades on side-two (the one with the viewfinder), but brainfarted on a better way to display my specialities. I did try the 2nd side without the corners, and it seemed very naked. Like something was missing.I have another design that I'm not displaying here; I prefer slick-looking dark gray cards that coordinates with with the website

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-19112239314411401772009-10-23T09:46:00.003-06:002009-10-23T09:49:44.229-06:00

Apollo still refuses to look at the scary black box, even if I try to lure him with a treat. He also turns his head, refusing to acknowledge the existence of annoying dogs or anything else he doesn't like.

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-58734144933638168722009-10-19T16:02:00.003-06:002009-10-19T16:15:18.578-06:00

as long as you didn't look to the right.Signs of civilizations are everywhere, even in the back country. Foo. Urban sprawl in Denver is a major problem. It's gotten to the point where towns in the mountains are actually growing at a significant rate, which is a fairly new trend.I'm caught in between a rock and a hard place. I want to live somewhere where civilization isn't so obvious, yet still

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-84914476061955671432009-10-18T17:35:00.002-06:002009-10-18T17:40:00.996-06:00

I haven't a foggiest what kind of grass or grain or plant this is. I'll just call it Elk Grass because it's so pretty, colorful and lives in a park named Elk Meadow. Creative, aren't I?

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-17198746623910380902009-10-17T14:57:00.001-06:002009-10-17T14:58:29.431-06:00

At Elk Meadow Park

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-34365013349568907722009-10-16T09:04:00.001-06:002009-10-16T09:06:17.584-06:00

He looks like a bobble-head doll, doesn't he? He's got a fat head! Har har.

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-51754853858049396582009-10-11T13:49:00.002-06:002009-10-11T13:52:11.079-06:00

Went to a lake for a brisk - very brisk, it was cold - walk.View, with a few minor tweaks to polish up the image.Same view, with a few values tweaked to make it look a washed-out twilight.Black and whiteFeels wintry, doesn't it?

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-14097074656891006822009-10-10T18:30:00.003-06:002009-10-10T18:39:45.639-06:00

Yeesh. We got snow here today. Which fucked up my plans to hell. I had planned on going for a hike. Weather forecast was for clouds, highs in mid-50s. Guess what? Mother Nature decided to keep the weathermen on their toes and sat on the pot. Temps never rose above 30 today. And there's that fun snow. Which isn't all bad in itself - I certainly don't mind hiking in snow - but because this was a

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-37637754284697996292009-10-10T06:36:00.001-06:002009-10-10T06:36:00.179-06:00

When I set out to create something - whether it's a photo or a piece of writing - sometimes it takes its own course instead of following the one I had intended. It's almost as if I've poured some of my own traits into the piece of work. Namely stubbornness.Anyway, I had intended for this image to have a specific look.OriginalBut I wasn't able to create it, and so I pursued different looks.

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-57900906406718011462009-10-07T12:48:00.002-06:002009-10-07T13:00:13.156-06:00

I swung by my sister's house over the weekend to see her kids. They were great, as usual. But the highlight of my visit was when a little lightbulb went off over my niece's head, and she started signing. Granted, they were made-up signs, but what impressed me was they weren't the usual overly exaggerated gestures that I see from other kids who want to mimic deaf people using sign language.Rather,

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-69620134104980029892009-10-05T16:00:00.008-06:002009-10-05T17:01:20.047-06:00

I've been working hard in the past two weeks to make the new Web site, and while it still needs fine-tuning, I'd like for my readers to take a look and let me know what think.Link: http://jenniferannphotographer.com/I tried to get JenniferannPhotography.com, but the person who owns the domain has it locked in for the next two years. Boo. The current domain is a suitable alternative, though.The

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-24531662659586674142009-10-02T10:49:00.002-06:002009-10-02T10:54:22.407-06:00

I discourage Apollo from barking, but he can't help himself when my parents are around. Or when there's big horses coming and he wants to alert the food lady.I imagine that it doesn't help that sometimes I will cheerfully ask him, "Why are you barking!?" That eggs him on even more.

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03386618485735548071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-21980069293999565112009-09-25T11:52:00.003-06:002009-09-25T11:56:23.602-06:00

I've been somewhat busy recently - I had family in town for awhile, and that ate into my time. I played catch-up this week and am back on track. And bonus - I'm nearly done with my second Website (nevermind that the first isn't done). Keep an eye out for the link.I like this picture of Apollo. The depth of field focus is a shade too tight, but because of how the light is and the general

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-51152154677255469712009-09-21T18:40:00.004-06:002009-09-21T18:46:21.559-06:00

it snowed here. To be precise, it snowed east, south and west of Denver, but not in Denver proper and some of the outlying towns like mine. I didn't get snow here, but the foothills and the mountains got some.As I understand it, this is very unusual for Denver - we usually have warm-to-hot, dry weather until November, then it drops to the typical winter temperatures. The real snow doesn't come

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-55487768370867395222009-09-18T13:06:00.003-06:002009-09-18T13:27:00.299-06:00

I moved here with just what fit in my car - no furniture, no bed, nothing. I sleep on an airbed now, and it's actually pretty comfortable. I sat on the floor for six months to watch tv or read, refusing to shell out hundreds of dollars for a sofa because the odds were good that I might move again with just what fit in my car. I didn't want to spend that money only to put it out on the curb. After

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-31662215135890941542009-09-15T12:55:00.003-06:002009-09-15T13:01:56.038-06:00

My initial impression is that, in short term, it will be expensive/costly - certainly more than $900M that's being touted right now, but in the long run, it will (hopefully) form the bones for an universal health care. And no, a universal health care system isn't bad - I've heard personal accounts from a number of people who live in Canada, Australia, France, Germany and Austria, and they were

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-77154371534628456232009-09-13T12:17:00.005-06:002009-09-13T22:25:51.040-06:00

I knew what it's like to feel short. I am about 5'9". Last night, I went to a get-together at a friend's house and one of the guests there was almost seven feet tall. I actually had to look UP at him to talk, and I've never done that before. It was a weird sensation for me. I can't imagine what it'd be like for someone even shorter than I am. His wife is about 5'4".

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-24747658370284766032009-09-11T21:25:00.001-06:002009-09-11T21:29:01.203-06:00

I love Apollo's toe fuzz. I let it run rampant most of the year, except in winters when the snow get caught up on the fuzz and forms little ice balls in between the toes.

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-36294563584236813292009-09-10T10:17:00.003-06:002009-09-10T10:38:48.522-06:00

When he was a young'un, he loved people so much that he would do anything he could to get near them for pets. I remember coming home with a wrenched shoulder several times because he'd yank me - once, literally off my feet - when he saw someone walking nearby. I tried to anticipate it by wrapping the leash around my back and holding it in both hands, but that resulted in me being spun like a

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-80369003990236937692009-09-05T09:21:00.005-06:002009-09-05T09:54:01.852-06:00

Guess what?Apollo got a new ride.About time, he says!It's an old-ish jeep, but overall, it's in pretty good shape - other than the weird scratches and a couple peeling spots on the hood. But that's just cosmetic and a decent spot-paint job will fix that (an expense for another day). The engine is good, the tires are new. It's been maintained very well. It'll last me a few years, at

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-67336120026158518762009-08-31T14:20:00.004-06:002009-08-31T15:10:29.722-06:00

I've been car-hunting. Fun fun. I recently came to the decision to look for a SUV or a wagon for a few reasons. Apollo really does need the extra space. Last time we went on a short road trip, he was so grumpy afterward that he snapped at another dog that tried to mount him (domination thing, not sexual). He normally just runs away. And because I'd like the extra space for the next few times I

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-52185786141390415322009-08-28T06:08:00.000-06:002009-08-28T06:08:00.811-06:00

Apollo says, "Raiders suck!"Apollo and I went to the field this evening and he found presents! He thinks someone left a Raiders football just for him! That's right, he did not steal it. It was abandoned-err--a present!*Sigh* Apollo is such a thief. He really was a cat in his previous life. No one was around, and even though we hung around for about a half hour, no one showed up to retrieve the

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-81267156588295784062009-08-25T18:28:00.002-06:002009-08-25T18:45:39.947-06:00

This isn't a great picture, ah well.It looks like someone tried to improve this house/barn/whatever not too long ago. Why do I think that? Check out the windows in the roof. Those are new(er), fairly clean windows. On all other old structures that I saw, they were gone, broken, or really dirty.

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-25250565530248617392009-08-24T13:49:00.001-06:002009-08-24T13:49:42.351-06:00

This made me laugh outloud.

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-68090612978719239652009-08-23T16:29:00.003-06:002009-08-23T16:31:12.634-06:00

Fifty great macro picturesWarning - some of these have bug pics. They are awesome though.Now I think of it, I have a little magnifier filter someone gave me that's screwed onto a current lens. I'll test it out.

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-61845040036208437112009-08-22T15:47:00.006-06:002009-08-22T16:15:10.638-06:00

Como is a dying town. It's not quite a ghost town yet. There are still about a dozen or so people living in the town. Unfortunately, the train station I wanted to photograph was closed to public. I even tried to find a way to sneak around the fencing, with no luck.Fortunately, there were a number of old buildings in various states of disrepair for me to photograph.Brief recap about HDR - HDR is a

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-26212168097970611302009-08-21T06:41:00.002-06:002009-08-21T06:41:00.221-06:00

What can I say? I was bored last night and didn't have any new Apollo pictures because last weekend's day roadtrip was a bust.And let me say, I don't envy professional pet photographers. Apollo was not cooperating, even for his favoritest treats. I took about 25 shots before I got this one, and it's not that awesome, technically - I just like how he looked so happy and silly.

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-54093060639606362522009-08-18T16:20:00.001-06:002009-08-18T16:21:18.230-06:00

Don't you just hate people who do that?

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-35407665983220699892009-08-17T20:17:00.003-06:002009-08-17T20:31:26.060-06:00

buy you ice cream.This little girl's forehead is ginormous. I'm surprised it's not covered with throbbing veins. Like

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-31286319359336853312009-08-16T16:52:00.000-06:002009-08-16T16:54:09.358-06:00

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-40257388615669174352009-08-16T11:40:00.003-06:002009-08-16T11:45:19.156-06:00

This is my frickin' adorable niece.Picture is ok, but the composition is kinda boring.This is my frickin' adorable niece.Who apparently also lived in the late 1800s.God, I love photoshop.

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-944566566306878432009-08-15T04:54:00.000-06:002009-08-15T04:54:00.842-06:00

About 2 1/2 hours to do this. Had a couple stumbles, but a friend helped me figure out a couple issues - thanks, JC of Texas! It's not 100% finished, but for my first try at this sort of thing, I'm quite pleased.

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-80471623144946346522009-08-14T09:56:00.004-06:002009-08-14T10:15:22.027-06:00

Monday through Friday, every day around 3:30, give or take, Apollo nudges my elbow and stares at me intently. If I give him any hint of attention, he dashes off to get the "flinger," which got its name when I was trying to teach Apollo the names of his toys and needed an alternative to frisbee, and brings it to the front door.Off we go to a nearby field to play for about 15 minutes. Any longer,

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-59505715334555850862009-08-12T22:26:00.004-06:002009-08-12T22:33:07.008-06:00

I could not for the life of me find the north star. I had no problem finding ursa major, but for some reason, couldn't locate the ursa minor where the north star is located.click on the image to see it in large sizeNorth star is somewhere to the right of this frame.Shortly after my camera finished processing this image, its battery died, otherwise I would've repositioned and tried again.This

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-23325701322907184852009-08-12T00:34:00.005-06:002009-08-12T00:52:01.607-06:00

Tip - click on the photos for large images.What's this? A meteor? But it looks so odd!It's a plane.I only saw one, albeit very brilliant, meteor. It streaked where I didn't expect it - right under the moon. The moon was pretty bright, plus I had the city lights to contend with. So I satisfied myself by taking pictures of the stars, something I hadn't done since my first photography class about 15

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-57529319782475662202009-08-10T11:24:00.003-06:002009-08-10T11:40:40.572-06:00

I've come to the conclusions that I will love living out in the country, by sea or in the mountains (air). Suburban and urban life isn't for me.On Saturday, I went out to a friend's ranch and while I'm not cut out to be a farm girl - I held eggs that just shot out of a chicken's poop cute! Eeww - I did enjoy the experience immensely. It's quiet. Serene. The closest neighbor, at my friend's ranch,

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-78039346775214081762009-08-07T06:30:00.000-06:002009-08-07T06:30:01.109-06:00

Checking out the view at Mt EvansPuff the Magic Dra-err--Dog!

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-17231988460799611402009-08-05T12:52:00.004-06:002009-08-05T12:56:55.492-06:00

was chosen to be featured in Etsy's Treasury section for 'sublety'.The link here: Etsy Treasury - SubletyIt will expire Friday Aug 7.I realized recently I am really digging graphic design and am thinking of how to incorporate it in my business.

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-69111742201860553382009-08-04T16:31:00.004-06:002009-08-04T16:39:20.889-06:00

While ogling 3000 years old trees...Instead of looking at the treetops while walking, STOP walking and look up.Or you'll end up with one of these.(shot with cellphone)

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-34246640399329443922009-08-02T17:18:00.003-06:002009-08-02T17:21:31.295-06:00

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-84783069890791204632009-08-02T15:41:00.001-06:002009-08-02T15:44:38.329-06:00

explode!Went up to Mt. Evans today. There's a road that goes nearly all the way to the top of the mountain. You have to hoof it up the last 200 feet though. When I was close to the top, I heard weird, loud popping sounds and thought there was something wrong with my car!Wasn't until we parked and I got the bag of M&M out for snack that I discovered what happened.

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-6454639356495933892009-08-01T10:23:00.004-06:002009-08-01T10:27:37.297-06:00

I totally forgot yesterday was Friday. Oops.Taken with my old point-and-shoot camera. Apollo was about 2 in this pictureMy punishment for being a bad blogger: I will go now flail myself with a soft furry tail.

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03386618485735548071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315800466703414263.post-88201261090608565992009-07-30T13:14:00.000-06:002009-07-30T13:15:37.770-06:00

seems like it's a dirty word, but isn't.–adjective 1. lacking courage or resolution; cowardly; faint-hearted; timid. 2. proceeding from or indicating a cowardly spirit.

Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14569590801991304239noreply@blogger.com2